We’ve seen mothers bury sons | And we’re begging You to come | Oh, oh, oh | The broken fill our towns | And the hopeless shout aloud | Oh, oh, oh || We cannot wait | We cannot wait | Oh, we cannot wait || When the poor are thrown aside | The sick are left to die | Oh, oh, oh, oh || We need Your grace, oh God | Your grace, oh God | We need Your grace | We cannot wait, oh God | Your grace, oh God | We need Your grace || You are here | Your Kingdom come | Rescue us from all we’ve done | Help us move and be the love | Save us now from all we’ve done | We’ve seen mothers bury sons | And we are begging You to come | We are begging You to come | God, come || Sing oh, oh, oh, oh

Produced by Robbie Seay | Written by Robbie Seay | © 2010 Birdwing Music (admin. by EMI CMG Publishing) (ASCAP)

Behind the Song:
"When my wife got off the phone with Karen, our dear friend and nanny to the Seay kids, I knew the news was bad. Karen's oldest son was shot and killed. Karen works at our church as well, and our community rallied around her in love and support. But losing a son, for a community and especially a single mother, this was life at its hardest. I began to write “Lament (We Cannot Wait)” in my kitchen that night after the house was still and quiet. It became our plea, our prayer for Ecclesia and our city. The song has also taken on new meaning for all our brothers and sisters in Haiti who are living through Hell and have lost family and friends. God's grace, we cannot wait--it's our only hope in times of grief and desperation." - Robbie Seay